《The Zillionaire's Abandoned Wife》全部章節：第 521 章 - 第 530 章

Just as Trixie thought the meeting was over, Mr. Camero leaned back, his eyes turning into narrow slits that seemed to see through the very fabric of time."You've done well tonight, Trixie. You’ve given me much to think about regarding my son and that... woman," panimula ng matanda, ang boses ay kasing =alim ng gabi. "But remember this, the world of the powerful is built on layers of deception. Wendy is just one layer. Tolentinos have dug an even deeper abyss for their secret."Trixie froze. The mention of a name she barely considered a threat sent a cold shiver down her spine. "The Tolentinos think they’ve buried their ghosts deep enough, Trixie. But in this world, even the dead speak if you pay them enough." Mr. Camero just casually added, as if his words are not like a ticking time bomb that he has just dropped in front of Trixie. Her heart skipped a beat even more when he mentioned his last statement because that is much more heavier than the first. It was just a gist, a fleet

"I'm home.”As soon as Trixie said that, Xyza immediately broke free and ran towards her. Agad naman siyang yumuko at sinalubong ang anak.And when Xyza reached her mother, the child hugged her waist down, while Trixie wrapped her arms around her tightly, holding her. As if grounding herself.“I missed you, my princess,” mahina niyang bulong, ang boses ay puno ng lambing sa kaniyang anak. “I missed you more, Mom!” masigla namang sagot ni Xyza.At nang iangat niya ang tingin, nandoon si Sebastian na pala sa malapit sa kanila.Then Sebastian stepped even closer, wrapping his arms around both of them. In that moment, Trixie realized that no matter how many lions she had to face or how many snakes were hiding in the grass, as long as she had this, this man and this child, she was invincible.Wendy could try to destroy their marriage. She could try to manipulate the world for all Trixie care. But she could never touch the foundation that was built on a love that had already survived seve

Nagpagulong gulong na ang mag ina sa kama, tila ba wala silang kapaguran sa kakatawa at kakakulitan. Ang dating maayos na kama ay ngayon ay gusot gusot na, ang kumot ay napunta na sa paanan, at ang mga unan na kanina ay maayos pang nakahanay ay kung saan saan na napadpad.Sa mga sandaling iyon, walang Wendy Bolivar, walang Michael Camero, at walang nakaraan na pilit sumisira sa kanilang kasalukuyan. There was only a mother and her child, lost in the purity of a moment that no amount of money could buy.“Mommy, stop!” tawa nang tawa si Xyza habang sinusubukan niyang iwasan ang isa na namang parating na hampas ng unan.“You started it!” depensa naman ni Trixie, kunwaring seryoso ngunit halatang pinipigilan lang ang sarili na matawa.“No, you did!” mabilis na kontra ng bata, sabay hagis ng unan na halos hindi na tumama dahil sa lakas ng kaniyang tawa.Napailing si Trixie, ngunit hindi niya napigilan ang sarili na muling sumugod, yakapin ang anak, at ikulong ito sa kaniyang mga bisig.“

"I know that we had a rough day today, Seb. But a simple making of your coffee… you can just ask me to do it. You don't have to punish your taste buds with that bitter drink just because you're thinking."She looked at him, searching his face. Then, Trixie finally saw him stifle a small smile, the first sign of light in his face tonight. “Oh,” Sebastian hummed lightly, a teasing glint finally appearing in his eyes. “My wife is being sweet again.”Inikot naman ni Trixie ang kaniyang mata, ngunit hindi niya pinutol ang pagsasalita ng lalaki. “But sorry,” he continued, his tone gentler now, “I just saw you having one of the best nights with our daughter upstairs. I heard the laughter, Trixie. I didn’t have the heart to interrupt that moment. Besides, I can make my own coffee.” at tinaas pa talaga nito ang hawak ng tasa, as if saying he already did. “Just... not the same taste since it lacks sweetness… the sweetness that only comes from you."Sebastian then winked at her, a playful gl

The city glittered beneath her like a kingdom waiting to be claimed. Iyan ang nasa isip ni Wendy Bolivar habang kasalukuyan siyang nakababad sa isang freestanding marble bathtub, ang kaniyang katawan ay nababalot ng makapal at mabangong mga bula at mga talulot ng pulang rosas. Sa kaniyang kanang kamay ay hawak niya ang isang baso ng champagne, dahan dahan niyang iniikot ang alak bago ito itapat sa kaniyang mga labi. At unti unti siyang uminom, doon ninanamnam ang pait at alat ng red wine na para bang iyon ang lasa ng tagumpay. Mula sa kinalalagyan niya, kitang kita sa malaking floor to ceiling window ang nagkikislapang mga ilaw ng siyudad. From that expansive glass wall of the luxury bathroom, Metro Manila stretched endlessly into the night, tila isang dagat ng mga bituin na nakalatag sa kaniyang paanan, handang sumunod sa bawat kumpas ng kaniyang kamay."Finally," bulong niya sa kaniyang sarili, ang kaniyang boses ay puno ng tamis at lason. "The queen is back in her rirghtful plac